Sunday, 9 January 2011

Materialism?

I like to delude myself that I don't really need much. I am relatively frugal because needs must, but in truth I am probably as materialistic as the next person. I think that if only I had the perfect set of kitchen tools, or organic underwear my life would be ordered and complete. I believe that once I make the next purchase I will turn into a domestic goddess and keep the living room spotless just so I can house said object. If I can but have beautiful objects I would of course appreciate them, take care of them, and not need anything else.

So here are a few things I am convinced I need.

A whole new wardrobe. I am sold on Gok Wan's idea that we only need 24 key pieces. And my key pieces would be organic, fairtrade and/or vintage. Plus organic undies, pajamas, and yoga pants. (I would probably keep my Shetland wool cardigan which belonged to my grandmother).

New dishes. I technically have enough dishes to feed quite a few guests--although I don't have a table which will fit quite a few guests. But over the years my dishes have by way of breakages become a mix and match set. Need? No. Want? Yes!

Books. Well there are always more than a few books on my amazon wish list!

Greenhouse, Chicken Coop and Chickens, oh and a new wheelbarrow

More memory for my computer (enough to house all of my music and films)

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Hopes and Dreams

I was born in the UK to an American family and moved to the USA when I was three. And so began my fascination and love affair with all things British. As a young girl I dreamt of moving back to the UK, marrying a history professor, and raising a family in a cosy country home complete with home grown vegetables and wellies lined up by the door.

Well, that is almost what happened. I am a single mama living in a little English village with my two kids. Wellies are piled up here, there, and everywhere.

I enjoy crafts, gardening, whole foods or at least dreaming about these things! I am mostly crunchy, into gentle parenting and have regular relapses from both.

So this is our chronicle of our multicultural, single parent, kinda crunchy, homeschooling family life navigating parenting, the economic downturn and free-draining soil.